It's time to improve the strength of the infinite world

Chapter 9: Lost Dreams
No matter how beautiful it is, what is gone will eventually be gone.

No matter how cruel it is, what is coming will still come.

Fate always likes to play such a bad joke, and never tires of showing its suffocating cruelty. It will make people realize the pain of loss in the most beautiful moment, and experience deeper despair in the cruelest reality.

As cold and unwavering as the changing of seasons.

At the end of the world in this fairy kingdom, Orkney, a peaceful and stable country, was engulfed by endless flames in just a moment, and instantly turned into a hot and tragic purgatory scene.

Even the palace of the Rain Kingdom was not spared.

The endless palaces and buildings quickly caught fire and were engulfed by the raging flames.

Although the fairies of the Rain Kingdom fought desperately, they were not good at fighting, and they had to face a huge coalition force composed of four major clans. The latter almost put all their efforts into launching a sudden lightning raid.

Even though the Rain Clan remained vigilant, they were unable to resist this catastrophic disaster that was like the collapse of heaven and earth.

Almost every minute and every second, fairies from the Rain Kingdom die in the drifting night rain.

The roars of grief and anger, the screams of pain, gradually weakened the resistance at an obvious and unignorable speed, but instead, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger.

And it's not just the smell of blood...

The raging fire and the billowing black smoke were intertwined. Even the continuous rain could not put them out. The unique smell of flesh being roasted by the blazing flames was also spread by the wind...

In this chaotic scene, Xia Zhi, relying on the fact that he could not be observed by Vivian at the moment, quietly rose to the sky like a ghost and looked down at the battle situation around him from above.

——The actual situation is more serious than he expected.

His heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and he concluded at a glance that the fate of the Rain Clan was sealed and its defeat was inevitable.

The enemy army was like a raging fire, coming at us with great force and speed. From the time the chaos and turmoil arose to now, in just a short period of time, the entire Onik had fallen into a one-sided defeat.

The fairies of the Rain Clan were simply unable to organize an effective resistance and could only allow themselves to be slaughtered unilaterally. In a blink of an eye, the war even spread to the foot of the palace.

It hasn't been long since the war started, but the enemy has already pushed us to the crystal.

Faced with such a huge disparity in combat power, it would not be easy for our side to turn the tide.

——Too fast.

——It’s really too fast.

All I can say is that even a blitzkrieg on Poland wouldn’t be this fast.

Xia Zhi thought that he had been sufficiently cautious in dealing with the situation in the Fairy Kingdom and had assessed the current situation as severe as possible. However, it seemed that it was still far from enough and he had underestimated the cruelty of the Fairy Kingdom.

Although the contact time was short, only one day, he keenly captured certain hidden signs through Vivian's narration, the princess's nervous reaction, and the tense atmosphere in the Rain Clan.

Considering that Vivian seemed to be carrying out some heavy mission, he also had a vague premonition that some terrible crisis might occur.

However, no matter how perceptive he was, he had never expected that this crisis would come so suddenly and break out directly tonight in an almost brutal, domineering and suffocating manner.

The result will be devastating and will completely destroy the entire Rain Kingdom.

With a heavy heart, Xia Zhi hurried to Vivian's residence in a corner of the palace.

As soon as he arrived, he immediately noticed the open door and the empty silence in the house, with no one in sight.

Xia Zhi quickly glanced around and found that the furnishings were still in order, clean and simple... His thoughts raced, and he immediately cast his gaze towards the center of the palace, speculating that Vivian might have gone there.

That's bad.

This is the situation he is most worried about.

Frowning, Xia Zhi was about to use his temporary buff to take off again, but he immediately found that there was no response. His reaction was also very fast, and he immediately realized that Vivian must be nearby.

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"Go! Listen to me and leave here immediately! Ash!"

The voice that was intertwined with anxiety and tension came from the very gentle princess. It could be heard that she was trying her best to suppress her emotions. Even though her heart was also torn by fear and despair, she still ordered in an unquestionable and firm tone:
"Take your staff and leave Onik now! Don't fight and don't look back!"

"I can help... I can help..." Vivian's voice was tearful, as if she was begging.

"No need! It's meaningless! I came here specifically to stop you from doing something stupid... At this moment, you just need to leave Onik, the farther the better, and never come back! Don't fall into their hands! "

"I... I can't do it. I can't do it..." The girl choked with sobs, almost unable to breathe.

"You can do it, Jian, just listen to me!" The princess held Jian's arm tightly, speaking urgently but firmly, "We have diverted their attention. This is a great opportunity, you must seize it!"

"Wait, this can't be... this can't be..."

The girl seemed to suddenly realize something and she begged, her voice revealing endless despair.

"It's too late, Jian! You know that." At this time, the princess' voice became extremely calm and resolute. This gentle woman gently embraced the sobbing girl, looked at her carefully, and then showed a very beautiful smile. Even though her fair face was stained with the blood of the enemy, her gentleness remained the same.

"I'm sorry, from today on you will be alone and embark on your journey as a fairy of paradise..."

"This must be a very difficult journey, but we can't accompany you anymore. But it doesn't matter, you will encounter a better destiny. As long as you have those eyes, you will definitely find a more suitable and trustworthy partner..."

"So...so..."

Having said this, the princess paused.

She took a deep breath and pushed the girl out forcefully, as if to push her to a new starting point of her journey—

"Go away! Leave us alone!"

"Don't let our sacrifice be in vain."

"You must realize your dream and save Britain!!"

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Time: Unknown.

Location: Unknown.

Beryl Gart woke up as if from a dream, rubbed his sleepy eyes blankly, looked around and was shocked to find that he was in a solemn and grand hall instead of the desolate wilderness before.

The ground, as huge as a square, seems to be made of an unidentified silver-white metal, as smooth as a mirror, reflecting an ethereal scene.

There is very little in the huge space, except for a magnificent jade throne right in front.

Behind the throne were twelve strange "guns", arranged in an orderly manner, ready to fire, all pointing at the suddenly opened area on the wall at the back of the hall, as if they were alert to some hidden threat outside.

In this quiet and solemn atmosphere, a figure with silver hair and blue eyes sat on the jade throne, staring down at Beryl Gat on the ground with a cold and deep look in his eyes.

"Wow wow wow, this is amazing…what happened? What did you do, Morgan?"

Beryl exclaimed in his usual frivolous tone, and was obviously extremely surprised at this sudden change.

The original mission was to go to the British Lostbelt and eradicate the Fantasy Tree. However, after arriving there, what he witnessed was a dead land. The Fantasy Tree had already withered and died in the distant past, which instantly made Beryl's interest plummet.

So after summoning Morgan of the Ruler class, he directly found a place to rest and took a nap without caring about anything.

However, who could have thought that——

Just after waking up from a sleep, the world before his eyes was completely different, with earth-shaking changes taking place.

Therefore, all this must be related to Morgan's actions, Beryl naturally inferred this, and stood up from the ground with interest, looking at Morgan sitting high on the throne with a smile on his face.

next moment--

Sensing danger, his pupils suddenly constricted and he tried to respond instinctively. However, he found that his limbs were tied up by invisible threads, and he seemed to have become a puppet in the hands of others and lost his freedom.

The movement of thoughts became sluggish and difficult in an instant, as if an old gear was difficult to turn due to rust.

The function of speech is lost, and the boundaries of consciousness become blurred.

Thus, he was unable to even put up a symbolic struggle, and his limbs were pierced by the sudden light spears and nailed to the ground, with blood splattering everywhere. However, even this severe pain could not penetrate the mind perception that was as slow as old age.

In the blurry moment when his consciousness gradually blurred, he seemed to see the figure on the throne shaking his head and saying calmly: "It was originally prepared as a "lookalike person". It was recreated just to prevent contradictions and avoid shaking the current history..."

"But that's all, no need to worry too much."

She seemed to be explaining her intentions to someone who couldn't see.

Beryl caught this thought in the chaos, and at the same time he intuitively realized the more horrifying truth:

Has the real self disappeared at some unknown moment?
And is this me now just a clone planned by Morgan?
Is it recreated just to prove its "existence" and to ensure that certain "history" will not change?
——What did she do?
——What did this crazy woman do?
I just took a nap, how come I became like this? !
Beryl wanted to struggle in frustration, but his thinking became slower and slower, and his consciousness became more and more blurred, as if his mind was frozen, or as if he had thrown everything away, and slowly he lost his perception.

The silver-haired figure seemed indifferent and unmoved by the scene. She just turned around gently and cast her gaze towards the other side of the jade throne, as if she was talking to an invisible existence, or whispering to herself.

"...I had another dream last night. I dreamed of my stepmother and many other people..."

"...At first, I was very scared. I didn't know how to tell them that I had given up my mission as a fairy in Paradise..."

"…But no one in the Rain Country blamed me. Instead, they were very concerned about me and asked me if I had realized my dream, my own dream…"

Having said this, she paused for a moment, no longer showing her usual icy expression, and then she asked softly -

"What do you think of my country? Is it a beautiful country? Is it a dreamlike country? If you think so, I will feel great joy."

(End of this chapter)